let the auditions begin.


imagine the war between the desire for equality and the necessity of hierarchy.
understand why it tears me apart.
my demons, my battle.


say what you want.
hear what you want.
think what you want.
because when push comes to shove.
i've got more than just a fork road.


who would've thought.
we all grew up.


arrested.


first to fall over when the atmosphere is less than perfect
your sensibilities are shaken by the slightest defect
you live your life like a canary in a coalmine
you get so dizzy even walking in a straight line.

perfection at 10:20 PM